Even on a rainy cloud
covered morning
there is a moment
when the world shifts
from dark to light.
A blink.
I stare through
the slats at the darkness
glance down at my fan
cactus, look up and
see the sticks and twigs
of the sugar maple
canopy outlined
against a lighter dark.
Even on a rainy cloud
covered morning
the shift from dark to
light lightens my spirit.
2 comments:
A beautiful poem.
Thank you. Despite not liking to get up early, this is my favourite time of day.
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